Remainder Of The Day

In sepia
a photograph
captured
a girl dressed in
Victorian garb
mid yawn.

It captured
blur as well
since period cameras
had long
exposures.

A thumbtack
holds the photo
to a corkboard.
Three other holes
dot the top edge
of the paper.

Written in cursive script
by a person
with excellent penmanship
is the line
Lily Powell in the parlor.

copyright © 2021 Kenneth P. Gurney

Blue Ribbon

A sunny day
heats up my cafe table
through the storefront window
while my knee jiggles
with nervous energy,
while I study
a wrought iron fence
with fleur-de-lis tips
across the street
in front of a Victorian house.
A shopkeeper
sweeps the walk
clean of last night’s
Saturday celebration
of football brotherhood
and a big game
that tasted sweet victory
with local implications —
which is what I thought
tipping a pint
with friends
while watching sports
was in the first place.

copyright © 2020 Kenneth P. Gurney

People Involved

The bulldozer
crushes our old victorian.
It clears the way
for someone’s new home.

Those folks have
what we do not possess—
money enough
to pay the bills.

The brutal backside
of their bright dream
splinters lathed walls
and removes
foundations.

When the trees
they plant in this yard
take full root,
no one will ever know
we were once here,
unless they peer
into the historic
photo book
they absently place
on the coffee table.


copyright © 2019 Kenneth P. Gurney